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Finalist Bracket - First Set
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Patches - Jawbreaker Reunion
“The lyricism in this song is insanely good. Jawbreaker Reunion has consistently great lyrics, but this song especially is one that I find so, so special. “The nausea in my stomach / Is more feeling than you ever, ever gave”… God. What an amazing line. And the music itself is incredible. Both of their albums are stellar.”
The Dreaming - Marquis of Vaudeville
“Cabaret rock. Very good for the Halloween parties. The vocalist has a really laid back vibe to his voice.” & “They're nice people :) They once sent me an instrumental track for a talent show performance”
Say What You Want - Growth Spurt
“Punk babeyyyy” & “My nonbinary friend plays bass in this band they’re very cool I think more people should listen to their music :)”
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gothabilly-kitty · 10 months
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wildwildwestcon · 2 months
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Attention Steampunks, you won't want to miss this one!
Announcing the illustrious return of CONCERTS to Wild Wild West Con 13 with the incredible Marquis of Vaudeville!
Amanda Palmer of The Dresden Dolls applauds the band with, "Ziggy meets Mark Bolan outside Max's Kansas City. Makes me want to break out some sequined leggings and spit on the sidewalk. Spage-age modern-age glam nostalgia."
With over a million video plays and 100k fans worldwide on social media, Marquis of Vaudeville have shared the stage with The Offspring, Death Cab for Cutie, Modest Mouse, Hozier, and AWOLNATION. Their theatrical Tim Burton-esque rock opera soundscape of angst-ridden anthems, devilishly beguiling ballads, and waltzes through a twisted Wonderland tug at the heartstrings.
You may have seen them at Dragon*Con, Wizard World Comic Con, The Anne Rice Vampire Ball, Endless Night Vampire Ball, or heard their melodies on Dexter or Charmed.
Remember, you will need a ticket to attend this year's concert--your con passes do not provide concert admission--and tickets WILL SELL OUT for this fantastic show! Get those at our site here right away while they're still available: https://www.wildwestcon.com/convention-passes-wwwc13/
Stay tuned here and to all our socials for more spooooky news and updates!
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dead-n-cide · 7 months
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TODAY'S ANTHEM #473
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an-emo-trashbag · 2 years
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this band is so good I love them they have far fewer listeners than they should this is my attempt to change that because I think some tumblr users would enjoy them too :3
this is my fave because I'm an absolute sucker for alice in wonderland themed stuff
I think mcr fans would enjoy some songs too, and some remind me of afi. yknow that whole vibe of music? yea!
if you like steampunk+vaudeville music I am throwing marquis of vaudeville into your hands they're so good and yet they only have less than 1.5k listeners on lastfm and less than 1k on spotify :(
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captainqster · 3 months
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Song Meme - Solis
Choose a song with a title that goes with the first of each letter in your characters name (last name optional).
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S - Sophie (Phillip Glass)
O - An Ordinary Day (Marquis of Vaudeville)
L - Lost (Tony Ann)
I - Iron (Woodkid)
S - Symphony No.7 Allegretto
Thank you @nabaath-areng for the tag! This was actually quite difficult. Solis you have the worst name, my god
Tagging @avaritia-ffxiv @justalittleraven @why-raven @ravandfriendsxiv @vmbral and @cosmicharm And of course anyone else who wants to do it (you don't need to include the song snippets I just did because I'm obnoxious)
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whileiamdying · 2 months
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Cass Elliot’s Death Spawned a Horrible Myth. She Deserves Better
The Mamas & the Papas singer was known for her wit, her voice and her skill as a connector. For 50 years, a rumor has overshadowed her legacy.
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By Lindsay Zoladz Published May 9, 2024 Updated May 18, 2024
Onstage with her group the Mamas & the Papas at the Monterey International Pop Festival in June 1967, Cass Elliot, the grand doyenne of the Laurel Canyon scene, bantered with the timing of a vaudeville comedian. “Somebody asked me today when I was going to have the baby, that’s funny,” she said, rolling her eyes. The unspoken punchline — if you could call it that — was that she had already given birth to a daughter six weeks earlier.
“One of the things that appeals to so many people about my mom is that there’s a certain level of triumph over adversity,” that daughter, Owen Elliot-Kugell, said over lunch at the Sunset Marquis Hotel in Los Angeles on a recent afternoon. “She had to prove herself over and over again.”
Elliot was a charismatic performer who exuded infectious joy and a magnificent vocalist with acting chops she did not live to fully explore. July 29 is the 50th anniversary of her untimely death at 32, a tragedy that still spurs unanswerable questions. Might Elliot, who was one of Johnny Carson’s most beloved substitutes, have become the first female late-night talk show host? Would she have achieved EGOT status?
Half a century after her death, her underdog appeal continues to inspire. Last year, “Make Your Own Kind of Music” — a relatively minor 1969 solo hit that has nonetheless had cultural staying power — became such a sensation on TikTok that “Saturday Night Live” spoofed it, in a hilariously over-the-top sketch in which the host Emma Stone plays a strangely clairvoyant record producer. “This song is gonna be everywhere, Mama,” she tells Elliot, played by Chloe Troast. “Then everybody’s gonna forget about it for a long, long time, but in about 40, 50 years, I think it’s gonna start showing up in a bunch of movies, because it’s a perfect song to go under a slow-mo montage where the main character snaps and goes on a rampage.”
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Cass Elliot performing on her television special “Don’t Call Me Mama Anymore” in September 1973. After she went solo, she found it hard to shake her nickname.Credit...CBS Photo Archive, via Getty Images
“S.N.L.” didn’t make a single joke about Elliot’s weight — something that was unthinkable half a century ago. During the height of her fame, Elliot seemed to co-sign some of the jabs at her expense with a shrugging grin.
“No one’s getting fat except Mama Cass,” the Mamas & the Papas sang in tight harmony on the self-mythologizing 1967 hit “Creeque Alley.” After the infamously tumultuous group broke up a year later, Elliot was a frequent guest on “The Carol Burnett Show,” where she occasionally went for the cheap laugh. In an otherwise uproarious sketch about two prudish women browsing a store’s “dirty books” section, Elliot holds up a book titled “Eat and Lose Weight” and says, “I got as far as ‘Eat’ and then I didn���t understand the rest.”
“As she had learned early on, the best way to deal with an uncomfortable situation is with humor,” Elliot-Kugell, who has her mother’s cascading hair and dry wit, writes in her new memoir, “My Mama, Cass.” But, as she said over lunch, that doesn’t mean her mother was always laughing on the inside. “That pain had to go somewhere,” Elliot-Kugell told me. “When I think about some of the things that had allegedly been said to her during her lifetime, you can’t hear that over and over and not let it hurt.”
But of course, the most enduring joke at her expense was the one she didn’t live to tell, or to rebut. Have you heard the one about the ham sandwich?
For years, the origin of the story that Elliot died from choking on a ham sandwich — one of the cruelest and most persistent myths in rock ’n’ roll history — was largely unknown. Then in 2020, Elliot’s friend Sue Cameron, an entertainment journalist, admitted to publicizing it in her Hollywood Reporter obituary at the behest of Elliot’s manager Allan Carr, who did not want his client associated with drug use. (Elliot died of a heart attack, likely brought on by years of substance abuse and crash dieting.) But that cartoonish rumor — propagated in endless pop culture references, from “Austin Powers” to “Lost” — cast a tawdry light over Elliot’s legacy and still threatens to overshadow her mighty, underappreciated talent.
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The Mamas & the Papas: Denny Doherty, Michelle Phillips, Elliot, Scott McKenzie (who joined a later version of the group) and John Phillips.Credit...Bentley Archive/Popperfoto, via Getty Images
ELLIOT’S SISTER, LEAH, coined a phrase for the strong, brassy way everyone in their family sang: “the Cohen Honk.”
Cass was born Ellen Naomi Cohen into a music-loving household in suburban Baltimore. Her stage name partly came from her father’s penchant for calling his spirited daughter “the mad Cassandra.” She was a precocious, uncommonly bright child who, in the years after World War II, liked to ask dinner guests what they thought about the “world situation.” In high school she was known for her bold, slightly unkempt personal style that flew in the face of 1950s decorum. According to her biographer Eddi Fiegel, Elliot sometimes wore “wild combinations of Bermuda shorts and high heels, with white gloves to cover her bitten-down nails.”
Many people in Elliot’s life trace her struggles with her weight to when she was 6 and went to stay with her grandparents while recovering from ringworm. They fed her well, as grandparents sometimes do, and she quickly became self-conscious about her size. By high school, she had been prescribed Dexedrine, an amphetamine then used as an appetite suppressant. “The thought that something is wrong with you is bad enough,” Elliot-Kugell writes, “but the idea that a pill or a drug might fix you can be even more dangerous.”
Still, Elliot showed remarkable self-belief. The book recounts her telling anyone who would listen “that one day she was going to become the most famous fat girl that ever lived.”
She struck a deal with her parents: If she moved to New York and didn’t find musical success in five years, she would come home and study a more respectable field, like medicine. She left home in late 1960; “California Dreamin’” was released in December 1965. She later told an interviewer: “I really just made it under the wire!”
Broadway was Elliot’s first love, but folk music was the style of the day. She brought her own distinctive flair to it in her early groups, the Big 3 and then the Mugwumps, which featured a Canadian tenor named Denny Doherty. After the Mugwumps’ split, Doherty fled to the Virgin Islands with his new friends John and Michelle Phillips to work on material for a yet-unnamed group. Elliot had sung with them casually while they were all hanging out — at least once when they were all on LSD — and she knew her voice was the missing piece in their sound.
But John, the bandleader, was brutishly reluctant. According to Scott G. Shea, a biographer of the Mamas & the Papas, Phillips “had a vision in his head” of “a group that not only sounded like an electrified Peter, Paul and Mary, but also looked like them.” Shea puts it bluntly: “Michelle was to be the centerpiece, and, in his mind, Cass was too fat to even be considered.”
The group projected a chumminess that was central to their appeal, but few people know how hard Elliot had to push to become part of the band. She showed up unannounced in the Virgin Islands hoping to ingratiate herself, but Phillips wouldn’t budge until an act of fate intervened. While walking down the St. Thomas alley that the Mamas & the Papas would later immortalize in song, debris from a construction site hit Elliot on the head and knocked her unconscious. John Phillips would later claim that Elliot’s concussion caused her vocal register to change, and it was another of those stories Elliot learned to repeat with a self-deprecating joke.
“The real story is that John didn’t like my mother’s look,” Elliot-Kugell writes. She believes “he made up the story about a fake increase in vocal range to justify his choice to finally add my mom to the band months later.”
Elliot went solo after the short-lived group’s demise, buoyed by the success of “Dream a Little Dream of Me,” a Mamas & the Papas single on which she sang lead. The final solo album she released, in 1973, had a pointed title: “Don’t Call Me Mama Anymore.” “The moniker of ‘Mama’ had always felt like a reference to her size — that is, ‘Big Mama’ — and she hated that,” Elliot-Kugell writes.
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From left: Joni Mitchell, Elliot and Judy Collins at the Big Sur Folk Festival. Elliot became known as a connector in the Laurel Canyon scene.Credit...Sulfiati Magnuson, via Getty Images
Elliot remains an underrated heroine in the story of the Laurel Canyon scene, not only as a musician but also as an amiable hostess who knew how to link up like-minded people. Doherty liked to call her “the Puppeteer.”
In 1964, she introduced her friends John Sebastian and Zal Yanovsky; they became the Lovin’ Spoonful. When she heard that David Crosby and Stephen Stills had begun making music together, she suggested they add a high voice to the mix, and brought them Graham Nash. “I will give you a hundred dollars,” David Crosby told Elliot’s biographer, “if you can find a single person who says they hated Cass.”
But there was also something bittersweet about Elliot’s kinship with all these men. “I think part of the reason they all adored her is they weren’t threatened by her,” Elliot-Kugell said. “She knew more about these guys and had a relationship on a deeper level than some of their own wives or girlfriends had.” She added with a wry chuckle, “Did that mean she didn’t want to jump into bed with half of them? She probably did!”
Elliot’s unrequited love for her bandmate Doherty was perhaps the hardest to bear, especially after he and Michelle Phillips had an affair that nearly broke up the band before their first album was even released. Elliot had been smitten since the night they met, at a Greenwich Village bar where they each threatened to drink the other under the table, and eventually decided to drink … under the table. As he put it in his one-man show about the group’s history, “I knew she loved me, and I loved her too, but not like she wanted me to. She did weigh 300 pounds, and I wasn’t man enough to deal with that.”
The most difficult passages of “My Mama, Cass” are those in which Elliot-Kugell reckons with her mother’s persistent loneliness. “After the shows, when they’re screaming her name onstage and she’s bowing, she was the only one going back to the hotel by herself,” she said. “Everybody else had someone, and she didn’t.”
Elliot’s need for love and companionship is what drove her to the decision — relatively radical for a famous woman in the late 1960s — to become a single mother. When she learned she was pregnant at the height of the group’s success, after a brief fling with its touring bassist, she was defiant in her decision to raise the child on her own. “As it turned out,” Elliot-Kugell writes, wrenchingly, “my mom’s desire to have someone in her life who wasn’t going to up and leave her was what led to her desire for a child. It’s how I came to be.”
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The Mamas & the Papas onstage in 1966. The group split two years later.Credit...Michael Ochs Archives/Getty Images
WHEN I FINALLY got Sue Cameron on the phone, she was calling from the Atlantic Ocean, “somewhere between Bermuda and Portugal.” A journalist for more than 50 years who has published a book titled “Hollywood Secrets and Scandals,” she sometimes gives lectures on cruise ships. She was happy to reminisce about her old pal. “She had a big smile and this wide open face, very happy to see people,” Cameron said. “You just would immediately love her and want her to be your best friend.”
Cameron met Elliot when she interviewed the Mamas & the Papas in 1966; they realized they were neighbors and quickly became “sit-by-each-other’s-pool kind of friends.” Cameron has stories, like the one about the night they ran into Ann-Margret and Elliot delivered the perfect one-liner about her massive engagement ring (“I could skate on that”); or all the times Elliot would walk around with a credit card in her shoe because she didn’t like to carry a purse.
Her most painful memory is her final dinner with Elliot at Mr. Chow in the summer of 1974, before Elliot left for London. She’d never seen her friend so happy. “It was just a magical moment,” Cameron recalled. “It was just, like, the crescendo of her being. She’d had some TV specials, she was now going to go do a big nightclub act. Everything was fabulous.”
After a two-day stint of partying in London, Elliot told her friend Joe Croyle — a dancer in her show who was crashing with her at Harry Nilsson’s pad — that she was going to take a bath and turn in early because she was exhausted. Croyle figured she would be hungry too, so he fixed her a sandwich with ham, the only thing he could find in the fridge, along with some Coca-Cola. The ham sandwich, the cruelly cartoonish symbol that would come to define Elliot, was actually a gesture of care: a friend making her a meal she never got to enjoy.
Cameron heard about Elliot’s death in the newsroom of The Hollywood Reporter, where she was working at the time: “I kicked into professional mode and said, no one else is going to write that obit. I’m going to do it.” She tracked down Carr by phone in Nilsson’s apartment. “He could barely speak,” Cameron recalled. She asked what happened, and he said he didn’t know. “‘Oh, wait,’” she recalled him saying. “‘I see a half-eaten ham sandwich on the night stand. That’s good. You tell everybody that she choked on a ham sandwich, do you understand me?’”
“And I did it,” she added, “because I wanted to protect Cass.”
What was she protecting her from? “I was not aware of a lot of drugs,” she said. “I just wasn’t one of those people. And I had some suspicion around the time that she was going to London that she was on some sort of pills, but I didn’t really know anything.” In a split second, Carr and Cameron decided there was less shame in a woman ridiculed for her weight choking to death than there was in her having a drug problem. “What a terrible thing,” Cameron said, “but I was in too much of a state of shock to clean it up.”
She, too, is confounded by the story’s persistence. “Of all of the things I’ve done,” she said, “this ham sandwich has followed me my entire life.”
That story had long haunted Elliot-Kugell, too, though she felt some closure after Cameron privately divulged its origins to her when they met for lunch in 2000. Elliot-Kugell is cleareyed about what probably caused her mother’s death: “I mean, look. She was up for 48 hours, and she was at a party. Do the math.” But she doesn’t want to dwell on that. “The thing that was really important for me was that I didn’t want to write a salacious book,” she said.
In some sense, any memoir by a child of the Mamas & the Papas exists in the shadow of Mackenzie Phillips’s 2009 bombshell, “High on Arrival,” in which she accused her father John Phillips of sexual assault. But Elliot-Kugell’s memoir belongs on a different shelf entirely. It is a humanizing portrait of a woman whose legacy has, for far too long, been reduced to an outdated urban legend.
And it is a tale of an imperfect mother and a grieving daughter, of loss and long delayed catharsis. A few weeks before we spoke, Elliot-Kugell went to visit her mother’s grave. “It’s always weird when I go there, because I never know what to say,” she said. “But that day felt a little different because when I went up to the grave, I just said, ‘Hi.’ Like the way I would greet one of my cousins, or somebody who I know really well who I haven’t seen in a while.”
“I thought to myself, ‘Why, why why does it feel like this?’” she said.” All at once it dawned on her: “After going through this experience, I feel closer to her.”
Read by Lindsay Zoladz
Audio produced by Adrienne Hurst.
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ghostlykimiboo · 1 year
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Aesthetic Academy 📇
Moses/Gear: Steampunk
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Playlist 🎼
1. Steampunk Revolution- Abney Park
2. Automatic Electronic Harmonics- Steam Powered Giraffe
3. We’re All Mad Here- Marquis of Vaudeville
4. The Last Steampunk Waltz- Ghostfire
5. House of Cards- Frenchy and the Punk
6. Honeybee- Steam Powered Giraffe
7. Rock It for Me- Caravan Palace
8. The Death of the Cog- The Cog is Dead
9. Jimmy’s Gang- Parov Stelar
10. Building Steam- Abney Park
11. Sail with Me- The Cog is Dead
12. Brass Goggles- Steam Powered Giraffe
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Happy Halloween, Splendid All Hallows' Eve, and Blessed Samhain all you children of the night - from Marquis of Vaudeville! Be safe out there brewing mischief tonight and we'll see you in the dark! #halloween #allhallowseve #blessedsamhain #gothband #gothbands #gothrock #gothicrock #gothmusic #gothicmusic #gothicfashion #gothicfashion https://www.instagram.com/p/CkZj91KtStC/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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stephenbrowning · 11 months
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sends u an ask. have u listened to any cool music recently? I love reccs :)
first of all, look at me. look at my blog. i am going to tell u to listen to starset.
also here's a mini list of stupidly obscure bands that u should also check out
marquis of vaudeville
el radio fantastique
timisarocker
black angel
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Bracket G - Seventh Set
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It’s Murder - Skeleton Staff
The Dreaming - Marquis of Vaudeville
“Cabaret rock. Very good for the Halloween parties. The vocalist has a really laid back vibe to his voice.” & “They're nice people :) They once sent me an instrumental track for a talent show performance”
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wordsbymae · 2 years
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In the second masked au, I was thinking around the 1600s was when it started where Clemont and his children were called as the skull hunting party. Without his wife, Clemont became a beast and his children inherent that behavior. The skull hunting party was a group of infamous criminals which plundered entire towns. They each had a codename stag, wolf and coyote. They were all looking for places where wifey(Clemont's) was. Bunny and songbird were children of a baron and a viscount respectively. The first au was supposed to be during the 1860s during that time. Songbird was an enspiring vaudeville performer and bunny was a bastard child born out of an affair. Bunny was actually the main caretaker of the heir (16 agewise) of the marquis when Leroy stalked her. The child was moved to another villa so as they could not disturb the party. My only question is what is the name of Leroy's brother.
I love anything historical! i was and still am a very history-obsessed kid so if I had my way all my fics would be some sort of period-era thing.
Clement's wife is very much the reason he isn't an absolute beast, so yes, you are correct. as soon as he's without her, he gets a bit murdery.
I love the world-building! I love anything historical, criminal and outlaws so I am obsessed with this!
OOOH! I love the nobility thing and that bunny is actually a bastard, she is still taken care of materially but separated from her family by reputation.
I was thinking of Boyd? I really like that name for a character and think it might suit. But I'm happy for suggestions!
Also, would you like to be known as a particular anon? all good if not!
Can't wait to hear from you soon! all the best
lots of love mae xx
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bittwitchy · 7 years
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Cause we’re all mad here
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gmarshall99-blog · 7 years
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Yeah... I could be a groupie, easily.
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Marquis of Vaudeville at The Curtain Club in Dallas, Texas. (June 29th, 2019)
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karp-actually · 2 years
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Songs to Play Kurt To | Youtube Link
Haphazardly put together for myself, but I like it enough to share ^^ Very much inspired off his Alice skin. Track list under cut
Solar Waltz - Cosmo Sheldrake
Dreaming - Coraline Soundtrack
Pure Imagination - Maroon 5
Tongues & Teeth - The Crane Wives
Follow the White Rabbit - Madison Beer
Part Time Psycho - SHAED ft. Two Feet
Psycho - Mia Rodriguez
The Magic - Lola Blanc
Twisted - AViVA
Rabbit Hole - AViVA
Funhouse - Mothica
Wonderland - NEONI
Dig the Crazy - Faith Marie
Flyswatter - The Eels
Going Mad - Kota Wade
We're All Mad Here - Marquis of Vaudeville
Come Along - Cosmo Sheldrake
Once Upon a Dream - Lana Del Rey
Rabbit Hole - Kota Wade
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